The weather in early spring is like a child's innocent smiling face, beautiful and refreshing, the clear blue sky floats a few wisps of cotton wool-like broken clouds, and the fresh breeze blows on the face like the softness of a beautiful woman.

The road to Durham is bustling with activity, and at this time of year, when all kinds of flowers are in bloom, merchants and farmers from all over Wallis flock to Durham, the center of the flower trade. Barred was also in the crowd, but unlike those who were running around to make a living, he wasn't short of money and went to Durham just to meet up with friends.

The early spring air was still a little cold, and Barred tightened his cloak and hid the saber on his belt into it. Compared to ordinary pedestrians, Barred was much stronger, with medium-length brownish hair hanging down above his neck, occasionally raising a corner in the breeze, and his handsome face did not look more than thirty years old, but it exuded a lazy temperament, and the stubble on his chin indicated that he had been on the journey for several days.

Durham appears at the end of the horizon, and for many people living in small towns or villages, it is definitely a majestic city, but in Barreid's eyes, Durham is just an ordinary city, with the only exception being that it is the capital of Dayton. Barred lived in Dayton's neighbor, the capital of Macon, Deville, a great city known as one of the two pearls of Wallis, much larger than Durham.

The order at the city gate was even worse than Barred expected, a large group of merchants who wanted to seize the opportunity crowded at the city gate, no one would let anyone, the guards scolded them for lining up first before entering, but the line was barely lined up, the guards turned around, and they were in a mess, and Barred waited for a while and did not see the team advance. What the hell is this? If I drive them all back!!) Barred muttered discontentedly, his eyes watching back and forth from the gates to the right and left, when suddenly he saw an oversight from the guards. Barred jumped off his horse, took the reins, walked on the other side of the horse, and walked quickly to the far left of the city gate, where the guards had just left their posts to maintain the line they had managed to build, which was a rare opportunity for him.

Barred had already passed through the city gates, and was about to enter the crowded city avenue, when suddenly there was a shout from behind. "You see, that guy didn't get checked and sneaked in!"

Hell, Barred scolded this bad guy several times in his heart, but he didn't pause in his footsteps, and still pretended not to hear and walked inside.

"Wait, the swordsman in the brown cloak, say you, if you don't stop, we're going to use force!" the guard's shout came powerfully, and the noise around him suddenly subsided.

Barred had to stand still and turn around, his face already full of smiles. "Are you calling me, sir?"

Three guards stepped forward, two of them standing on either side of Bared, one on the left and one on the right, and one of the remaining guards standing in front of him staring at him sternly. "What's it called, where did it come from, what are you doing?"

Although Barred was very dissatisfied with the attitude of this guard, who let himself break into the city gate first, so he had to answer honestly, "Bared, from Deville, to meet a friend." ”

"Friend, what's your friend's name, and where does he live in the city?" the guard looked incredulous.

"Oh...... I'm afraid you'll be scared to the point where you say this. Barred pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders in a pretentious manner.

The guard frowned and looked at the swordsman in front of him, and for a while the surroundings were quiet, and the crowd that was still restless just now was calmly watching this good show, and it was an unexpected surprise to have such an unexpected incident to relieve the atmosphere in the painful queue.

"If the name you name doesn't make my legs weak, I'll make your legs weak, understand?" the guard said word by word, staring into Bared's eyes.

Barred coughed deliberately. "My friend's name is Lucius Leopold, and I have been invited here to meet him, and now, please tell me, do you feel weak in your legs?"

The three guards froze in place for a moment, they could not have imagined that this swordsman would actually say the name of the prince, and after a few seconds, the three of them finally burst out laughing. "Your friend is Prince Lucius?hahahaha, my friend or His Majesty the King?"

Barred shook his head helplessly. "I advise you to retract what you just said, so that His Majesty the King can hear that you are not just a matter of weak legs. ”

"Hahaha, weak legs?" the lead guard nodded to his companions on either side, and both of them suddenly reached out at the same time and kicked the back of Barreid's knee, but he deftly dodged it, and the guard realized that the comer was not good, and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Don't try to resist, it's just trespassing on the gates, and if you resist, you're attacking the guards. ”

Barred sighed and raised his hands above his head. "Don't kick me in the knee, there's something to say. ”

Two guards escorted Bared towards the castle, the already crowded streets made it even more difficult to walk because of the crowds, but fortunately the guards opened the way so that they would not be clogged up. It seemed like it would be quicker than I had gone to the castle myself, and being caught wasn't necessarily a bad thing, Barred reassured himself and felt better.

Although there were guards to open the way, it took the three of them a lot of time to get to the gate of the castle, and the captain of the guard guarding the gate came over when he saw someone being escorted. "This is the ninth today, go straight to the barracks, the soldiers there will make him regret it. ”

The two guards bowed their heads and answered, escorting Barred to leave, but when Barred saw that the situation was not right, and if he really wanted to go to the barracks, he would not be able to let him out with weak legs, so he immediately broke free from the guards' hands and explained to the captain of the guards, "I have come to see a friend, your Prince Lucius, didn't he tell you to have a friend today?

The guards immediately grabbed his hands again and tried to pull him back, but Barrede's strength was so great that he didn't move under the tug of the two, and the captain of the guard looked at him with a frown. "What's your name?"

"Bared, Radcliffe, you bet you've heard that name from Lucius. Seeing that things were turning around, Barrede's eyes lit up, and the guards who were holding him lightened their strength.

"Barred ......" The captain of the guard thought for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyebrows. "Is it indeed the name, are you really a guest of His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"Can that be fake?" Bared's confidence swelled, and he shook off the guard's hand. "Take me to your prince, and I will ask him how he has arranged it. ”

"If you want to ask, ask now. A relaxed voice came from inside the door, and a figure resembling Barrede's size walked out of the door. "Bared, long time no see!"

The visitor had short dark yellow hair, and his equally handsome face looked about the same age as Bared, and his generous robe could not hide his muscular body in the slightest. "Your Royal Highness, Prince!" the guards saluted on one knee.

"No need to be polite, ......," Lucius was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by Bared.

"Is that how you treat your friends? Look at me, they escorted me here, and people thought I had committed something along the way. Barred waved his hands and rushed forward, and the guards almost pounced to stop him.

Lucius greeted him with open arms, and the two hugged each other, patting each other on the back. "You still haven't changed at all, Barrede, and it's still that familiar feeling. ”

"Of course, I'm still me, but you ......" Barred let go of his hand and looked at his friend in front of him. "You're not the same person you used to be, Lucius, look at yourself, where you still look like a swordsman. ”

Lucius laughed and pulled Barred inside the gate. "I only wore it as a last resort, and as long as I put on the armor again, I will still be a good swordsman. ”

"Then I'm going to try your hand at it and see if there's any regression. Barred laughed too.

The guards at the door watched in amazement as the backs of the two walked farther and farther away, and the two guards who escorted Bared in exchanged uneasy words. "Do you think he will tell His Highness the Prince about our embarrassment of him at the city gate?"

"That's none of our business, Ram is going to stop him from checking, we're just carrying out orders, who will make him our head." One of the guards spread his hands. "We ...... It's just an execution of the order. ”

"Yes, that's right, it's none of our business, it must be. The other guard nodded incessantly. "I don't think we're going to tell Ram what is going on here, well, yes, that's it. ”